I’m here to make it worse he said :-)
Someone knocked on the door and I opened it. A cloaked man stood outside and I said: Oh sweet death, are You here to relieve me from my pain and worries?
No, he answered with a deep James Earl Jones voice, I’m his cousin Stomach flu and I’m here to make it even worse. Can I offer You a sausage?
I felt ok all day yesterday but a bit tired in the early morning. Then suddenly when I was about to go to bed the fever hit me like a train in full speed. One minute I was boiling, the next I felt deep frozen. But the night passed without any bigger problems.
So this morning the fever had sunk from 40C (104 F) to a merely 38,5C (101,3F) and even though I was tired I still felt rather ok. That is until I felt the need to fart. Well I don’t have top tell You what happened🙂🙂🙂 After that I’ve been mostly sleeping all day.